I found myself sprawled out across the floor, with books, bag and phone strewn about me like my room on a Sunday morning. I groaned and sat up, ready to piss off the person that had pissed me off. But before I could, I stopped. I was gazing into an endless swirl of dazzling grey/lilac eyes. I sat there, just staring at these beautiful eyes, not even caring who they belonged to.

I was awoken from my daydreaming by someone coughing and asking,
"Lance, are you alright? And who are you?" I tore my gaze away from those gorgeous eyes to stare up at Allura, one of the many people in my fan club/friend group/desperate lover hopefuls.
"Yes, and I have no idea".
I looked back at the grey-eyed boy and suddenly did a double take. "Wait! I know you! I saw you at reception signing in, didn't I?"
Said boy blushed and pulled his hair over his eyes. He mumbled something inaudible which I assumed to be a "Yes" Allura looked at me and enquired,
"You know this person?"
"Well, you know, I spot him in the hallway, and then he rams into me in the corridor, but yes, I suppose I do."
She looked at me, then him, then me again. With a simple,
"Oh" she offered me a hand, but rudely ignored the mystery boy one.

I took her proffered hand, but the moment I was up, I let go and bent down to assist the new kid up. He took my hand and his was cold and clammy. He stood for a while, awkward and hiding behind his hair. He mumbled a rushed and mixed
"Thankyousorry", grabbed his gear and ran.
"Wait!" I cried and began running after him, ignoring my belongings scattered all over the floor surrounding our crash sight.